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Suicide Nation EP

by Izzy Von Scarecrow

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1.
Broken, beaten and scarred Stranded sans belief and all the smoke and mirrorballs Spill across my teeth Without even trying you come and do your best To pick out all these razorblades, stuck up in my chest want to take the world, I want to make it see And there's no one I'd rather have standing by meI Freezing, burning to ash, tangles in your hair Gleaming, silent we rest More then I can bare Breathing, close to my face Tongue-twister drinking song Flying, slowly I'm dying I want you to come along I want to take the world, I want to make it see And there's no one I'd rather have standing by me
2.
Spiderlegs 02:19
I know, it's such a disaster I'm the scarecrow that's a walking bomb I should probably just wipe it all off Like the bloodstains in my palm I need some help to make it clearer (Cuz' I don't trust what's in the mirror) I need some help, I'm breaking down (I'm a tragic wicked clown) I've become the paper-man I've been burned but I don't remember when I tried to get my shit together But some how it all falls apart again I need some help to make it clearer (Cuz' I don't trust what's in the mirror) I need some help, I'm breaking down (I'm a tragic wicked clown)
3.
Well I'm headed down the southern trail, I'm goin' chicken huntin' Choppin' red neck chicken necks, I ain't sayin' nothin' To the hillbilly, stick my barrel in his eye Boom-shaka, boom-shaka, hair chunks in the sky Why? I never liked chicken pot pie, or the chopped chicken on rye Tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up Slice, poke, chop-chop, stab, cut "What can you do with a drunken hillbilly?" Cut his fuckin' eyes out, and feed 'em to his Aunt Nilly Willie, Willie chicken neck, chicken huntin' gotta love it Hit him with the 12-gauge bucket, chicken nuggets Laid out all over the grass Then his little hound dog'll eat 'em up fast Last as long as you can, my man Cuz when that chicken neck hits the fan, you got Blood, guts, fingers and toes Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so... [Chorus] Who's goin' chicken huntin'? We's goin' chicken huntin'! Cut a motherfuckin' chicken up, right! Let me get a chicken sandwich with Manwich I'ma finna wreck on a chicken neck Choppin' up Hilly and Billy Bob Billy Cuz I chop motherfuckin' rednecks silly Peeked in his yard and what did I see? I seen a chicken boy fuckin' a sheep I say "Mister, mister, what the fuck you tryin' to do?" Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head The back of your neck's all over the she'd Boom-shaka, boom, chop, chop, bang I'm 2 Dope and it ain't no thang To cut a chicken, trigger's clickin' Blow off his head, but his feet still kickin' Last as long as you can, my man Cuz when that chicken neck hits the fan, you got Blood, guts, fingers and toes Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so... [Chorus] Went to Kentucky, I got lucky Met this hot-collared bitch named Bucky Ridin' on a chicken, milkin' a cow Hittin' switches in a drop top low ride tractor plow Redneck fella, moonshine sella Hang him by his neckbones, chicken bones Locked in the cellar, yellow belly chicken plucker You redneck fucker! [Chorus x2]
4.
The spaceman kills the doctor And I knew it couldn't be They feed the phantoms every night But all they want is me There's too much here to break And there is nothing left to save I know that it gets lonely On the wrong side of the grave What did they ever do for you? What did you let your saviour do? You fall from grace with angels singing Here I am, I'm coming out swinging No hope in hell for a schizo doll In a world so sick of rock n' roll Another priest to make the news He thought he could save my soul My body's going crazy I can't sleep and I'm not the first All the bottles they ran dry So now I'm dying of thirst What did they ever do for you? What did you let your saviour do? You fall from grace with angels singing Here I am, I'm coming out swinging
5.
In the midnight moonlight I'll be walking a long and lonely mile. And every time I do, I keep seeing this picture of you. Here's comes my baby, here she comes now, And it comes as no surprise to me, she's with another guy. Here's comes my baby, here she comes now, Walking with a love, with a love that's all so fine, Never could be mine, no matter how I try. You never walk alone, and you're forever talking on the phone. I've tried to call you names, but every time it comes out the same. Here's comes my baby, here she comes now, And it comes as no surprise to me, she's with another guy. Here's comes my baby, here she comes now, Walking with a love, with a love that's all so fine, Never could be mine, no matter how I try. I'm still waiting for your heart, cuz I'm sure that some day it's gonna start. You'll be mine to hold each day, but 'til then this is all that I can say. Here's comes my baby, here she comes now, And it comes as no surprise to me, she's with another guy. Here's comes my baby, here she comes now, Walking with a love, with a love that's all so fine, Never could be mine, no matter how I try. Here's comes my baby, here she comes now, And it comes as no surprise to me, she's with another guy. Here's comes my baby, here she comes now, Walking with a love, with a love that's all so fine, Never could be mine, no matter how I try.
6.
Chaos 03:18
You hate the hunt, love the thrill of the chase Traps make you fall and the ground hits your face Another day in the chaos-sphere One day you'll make it out of here Stomped to bits, yet another day They wouldn't have it any other way Broken and bloodied, crawl to your home Clean it up, they'll never know You can never run from it You can never hide from it So you keep on fighting it One day you'll conquer it The sky is black but I'll help you see How to conquer misery Head is clay and skin is stone Fight until you're left alone You stomp them down til' they're cold and dead Keep on stomping on his head No one will ever bring you down Revenge is best served by a clown You can never run from it You can never hide from it So you keep on fighting it One day you'll conquer it

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released January 5, 2014

All songs recorded by Izzy Von Scarecrow
All songs written by Izzy Von Scarecrow
(Except for "Chicken' Huntin'" and "Here Comes My Baby")
Album art by Amanda Lepard Photos
Album art edited by Izzy Von Scarecrow

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